So I'm really curious about Avi! I think you mentioned once that they're prone to eating too much? Maybe some kind of situation where they go overboard with food and get sick from it?
Avi groaned, leaning back in their seat.
“God, that was GOOD,” they practically moaned. They’d scrimped and saved for months to be able to take Elizabeth to their favorite fancy restaurant. They could only afford to go about once a year with how extravagantly expensive it was, but by god it was worth every penny.
Elizabeth eyed them curiously as they stretched. Their loose blouse rode up a bit as they did, momentarily exposing a pale sliver of taut skin, adorned with the ink of multiple tattoos converging at their lower abdomen. They ran a hand over their stuffed belly, rubbing gently as it gurgled from the sheer amount of food in it.
“You sure you didn’t overdo it there, Avi?” Elizabeth asked, finished off her own plate of shrimp alfredo. “You have to have eaten, like, two hundred dollars worth of food.”
“Try three,” they said. They’d had multiple filet mignons, duck confit, probably three lobster tails, not to mention the fancy calamari they had ordered as an appetizer. Elizabeth had no idea how they had managed to fit all of it in their stomach, with as thin as they were.
They must have a hollow leg, she thought to herself as the waiter brought Avi’s card back and thanked them both for coming.
Avi stood laboriously, groaning loudly as they rose slowly from the plush chair they had been sinking further and further into over the course of the meal. They cradled their stomach protectively as they moved, and only once they had drawn themself up to their full height could Elizabeth fully see the damage. Their normally toned, flat stomach was domed out, pale, tattooed skin stretched taut over the distention. It was easily visible despite the fact that their blouse was loose. The waistband of their black skinny jeans dug painfully into their skin, and Elizabeth winced in sympathy when they stifled an airy burp politely behind their fist.
“Oof,” they breathed, “I really did overdo it.” They rubbed surreptitiously at their stomach as they started off in the direction of the exit, their typically long, graceful strides reduced to an awkward semi-waddle. It took every ounce of Elizabeth’s willpower not to laugh at her usually elegant friend.
They both piled into Avi’s shitty old car, and as soon as the driver’s side door had closed beside Avi they undid their pants, allowing their belly the room it wanted. A rattling burp tore out of them, and they blushed as Elizabeth chuckled.
“God, you weren’t kidding when you said you went ham at that place,” she said, reaching over and poking their bloated stomach.
“Agh, don’t do that!” they cried, swatting her probing hands away. “I’m already starting to feel pretty sick, and I did not pay all that money just to have to pull over and lose it all on the side of the road.” They started the car and pulled out of the parking lot, stomach churning at every bump and turn in the road as they drove home. Breathy burps rolled out of them every so often, and when they finally arrived at their apartment complex Elizabeth was almost certain they’d get out and immediately puke in the parking lot.
They managed to hold it down, however, and waddled slowly to their apartment with Elizabeth’s assistance. She lowered them slowly onto their couch, where they sprawled out with a moan. Their hands went immediately to their belly, rubbing at it as it gurgled under their skin.
“Here, let me do that,” Elizabeth said, pushing their hands away as she laid one of her own on their distended gut. She started to massage the overfull organ, chuckling a bit as the motion coaxed small, breathy burps out of Avi every few seconds. They sighed deeply as the bloated feeling and nausea died down, slowly but surely, and eventually fell into a deep, contented slumber.
Elizabeth herself was starting to feel quite sleepy herself, and she curled into the crook of Avi’s arm, resting her head against their chest. She dropped off shortly after, lulled to sleep by the beating of their heart, the burbling of their stomach, and the gentle rise and fall of their chest.